Doom Knight System

At around eight o'clock in the evening, the entire space where the Knight Academy is located has been plunged into darkness.

There are already some students in the anatomy room of the college, all of whom are sitting quietly in their seats.Most of them could reach the level of knights, and they came to see the anatomy of blood races out of interest in hell species.

Lancelot's entry caused a stir, after all his "lucky" deeds and his exaggerated way of reading have been widely circulated.

Because of the level, no one dared to come over.

At this time, a beautiful figure walked in from the door.

After looking around, Camilla sat down beside Lancelot and said in a low voice, "I have something to do with you, let's go out and have a chat."

"We'll wait until this anatomy class is over." Lancelot replied, and he realized from Camilla's eyes that this woman must have some sort of plan.

"This kind of anatomy class is really meaningless. If you want to watch it, I will accompany you." Camilla said, like a beautiful poppy flower, with a frightening smile.

Snapped!The high-magnification searchlight was turned on, and a straight beam of light fell on the operating table.

A white-haired old man slowly stepped out of the shadows, his face was full of wrinkles, but his eyes were exceptionally bright.

The old man said very seriously: "I am the instructor of this anatomy class, and my name is Ya Ya. Some of you may have already learned about blood races, but books are never as good as reality."

After speaking, he lifted the white curtain on the operating table, revealing a pale corpse with no clothes on the upper body and a pair of pants that resembled insect skin on the lower body.

This vampire corpse died after being pierced through the brainstem with a sword, and the blue-gray brains continued to flow out along the gap.In bright light, it appears more clearly.

Apart from being pale, the blood race's skin is covered with thick blood vessels, spreading across the body like a spider's web.And there is no hair on the whole body, and the whole head looks like a bowling ball.

"Strange! Why does it give me a very familiar feeling, as if I've seen it before." Lancelow frowned, covering his head with his right hand, and thought to himself.

"The vampires in hell don't have the canine teeth of those vampires in the Dark Council. They have a blood-sucking tool called a tongue whip." Ya Ya said, while putting on rubber gloves and opening the jaw of the corpse.

There was an invisible crack from the jaw to the throat, and with a crisp cracking sound, the entire jaw split apart like two watermelon peels, revealing a tongue full of thorns.

"The tongue of the blood race is like the teeth of a poisonous snake. It can spew out highly poisonous. It can infect humans below the knight leader and turn them into a zombie-like creature. Anyone want to add? Test your observation skills." Yabo skillfully grasped the tongue with the pliers, pulled it out little by little, until it was sent away by a distance of nearly two meters, and the tongue quickly retracted.

The students in the seats lowered their heads one after another. Even those with excellent psychological qualities would inevitably feel a little disgusted.

Camilla poked Lancelot with her elbow, and mocked in a low voice: "Express your opinion."

In fact, Lancelow had wanted to take a closer look a long time ago, so he stood up under the surprised gaze of his mentor Yabo.

"From the tendons on the forked part of the thorn tongue, it can be seen that it is super stretchable and can eject the tongue like a siege crossbow. I suspect that the tongue whip should not only be a virus, but also have some kind of neurotoxin , can instantly anesthetize the prey."

"Well, what you said is very good. Come up and help me complete the autopsy. It seems that the Knight Academy does not only produce garbage." Ya Ya's eyes flashed, and he smiled sinisterly.

Camilla's heart trembled, she couldn't understand Lancelot, and watched him walk up to the laboratory table.

"Okay, then we're officially starting." Ya Ya said, and then ordered Lancelot to use a scalpel to cut open the blood race's chest.

Lancelow didn't know how to do it, and instinctively started to cut down from the left side of the corpse, opening the entire chest cavity with a "Y"-shaped incision.Immediately there was a rancid smell in the whole air.

This smell made people sick to their stomachs, and several female knights covered their mouths and rushed out.It's not that their psychological quality is poor, and this breath is actually a weak spiritual toxin that can affect people's sensory system.

"Not bad, very proficient in knife skills. You are already qualified to be my assistant." Ya Ya grinned, with an appreciative smile in his eyes, and then said: "The ribs of the blood race are completely closed together, like armor. The heart is firmly wrapped, forming two layers of protection together with the muscles. Except for special treasures, ordinary weapons cannot be broken.

Blood race is like many cold-blooded actions in the world. Although the brain cells are dead, the body can still function normally. "

After speaking, he cut open his index finger with a scalpel and dripped a drop of blood on his ribs.

boom!boom!Rumble!The blood clan's body suddenly began to tremble wildly, and the sound was like a high-power jeep being stepped on the accelerator.

Lancelot's heart moved, and he couldn't help but think of the investigators' cars in the outer city, and the blood-fueled engine, which might be made from the blood clan's corpses.

As the corpse trembled, the originally motionless tongue whip suddenly emerged, lightning fast like a poisonous snake.

The speed exceeded Lancelot's reaction, but Ya Yat's hand was faster, and the scalpel in his right hand cut across in an instant, and the entire tongue whip was cut off.Half of it fell to the ground, twisting and wriggling constantly, and the remaining half retracted into the mouth.

"In the future, you must be extra careful when you encounter hell races. Their survival instincts far surpass that of humans. I have seen too many strong people lose their lives because of negligence." Ya Ya said coldly.

Lancelow was noncommittal. He was capable of shooting faster than Ya Ya just now, but doing so would not do any good, and might even offend this unknown mentor.

"Okay, let's continue." Ya Ya said: "It is not true that the sun and silverware can cause damage to blood races in the legend. In fact, only the holy light of the Holy See can cause scars similar to primary burns on them. Lethal must penetrate its brainstem location."

Lancelow rubbed his chin and said, "I think if you switch to an ultraviolet lamp, it can achieve the same effect as the holy power."

Yabo was stunned for a moment, but he didn't mind at all. Instead, he discussed with Lancelot enthusiastically, and said, "Talk about your thoughts. Ultraviolet rays are very popular in hospitals before the end of the world, but the research in this area is really important." Did not proceed."

Lancelot looked at the stunned students below, and said with a smile, "Of course, but it's class time?"